R+E - Reddie Oneshots

E m e r g e n c y T r i p : H o p e

Days went by, the visits were happening, not necessarily the day until because, they communicated via video via Skype, Eddie always struggled to say at least two words, but he couldn't, however, it did not bother him because he was surrounded by people who loved him, and he was next to Richie, who always comforted and supported him.

The days became weeks, the weeks became months, almost six, to be more exact. Boredom? Something rare for them, Richie always entertained Eddie and other times, both watched television until at least Eddie slept, it didn't have many channels, but okay.

With the follow-up of the doctors, there was nothing to worry about (nothing at all).

It was morning, Richie was already awake, watching television. Eddie wakes up and presses a button, so that the bed is a little more inclined.

Realizing the movement the bed made, Richie turns and sees Eddie trying to move the fingers of his other hand.

He comes closer and Eddie stops.

"No need to stop, go on, you can do it."

Eddie looks at Richie and smirks.

"What?"

He's still looking at him, but he seems to focus on the glasses.

"Ah, you want to try?"

"... no ..." he mutters.

Richie runs his hand over Eddie's face, he thinks about saying something, but he shakes his head and says something different than what he wanted to say.

"What do you want to do? We've been here a long time, how about we go outside for a bit?"

Eddie agrees with the head, and makes the forces to raise, but he can't and quickly changes the countenance for serious. Richie watches this scene and again, beats the regret, the will to want to go back in time ... Things would be very different were it not for their selfishness.

"Let me help." Richie said, taking Eddie's arms and placing him on his arms. He takes it to the wheelchair and puts it carefully in it.

Richie goes to the window carrying Eddie, making it possible to see the landscape. Eddie cheers, and gets emotional, Richie wipes the tears from his face and says, "Come on."

Both went down the elevator and into the garden, Eddie watched every flower, every tree, every animal that existed there, he opens a smile, closes his eyes and breathes in the open air.

They stop, and Richie steps in front of him, he kneels and looks at Eddie.

"Do you... wanna dance?" Eddie looks at his arms and legs, and looks at Richie.

"Trust me."

Eddie shook his head. Richie got up, put a song on his cell phone, and took Eddie's hands, lifting him up, making him lean against his body.

He begins to move, slowly, and Eddie struggles to accompany him with his legs.

"Look ..." he whispered.

"It's on random, so if there's some "animated" music to follow, do not blame me," Richie laughed.

Eddie chuckled and continued to try to keep up with him.

He looks at Eddie, and delights in his innocent, concentrated face looking down at his feet.

Eddie looks back at Richie and that clash of looks happens.

"How?" whispers Richie. "How and why was I a jerk to you?"

Eddie blushes and shrugs.

Richie approaches the face slowly and kisses Eddie.

Eddie's eyes widen. He babbles, and tries to say something.

"I ... love you ..." he mutters.

Richie's eyes fill with tears and he holds him tight.

"I love you too... Very much." he says.

Eddie slowly holds him back.

And they keep dancing to the sound of Tears in Heaven.